New Places, New Faces (Open)

Stella stood at the fountain in front of the grandiose school entrance. She hadn't expected Beata Academy to be so big and full of students. As far as the eye could see, students milled about, mingling with each other and making their way to classes. It was rather familiar to Stella, who had grown up in a household with many siblings. She took in a deep breath of air and closed her green eyes momentarily.

After a few peaceful moments, she opened them again and stared at the fountain before her. It was beautiful, the water running clear and the stone looking freshly cleaned. Stella sat on the edge, maneuvering her suitcase next to her, and looked down at the pool of water. She put her finger in to feel the slight warmth of the water. It was comforting, in a way.

Finally, she stood up and looked around. Stella needed to figure out where to go to get all of her entrance papers and such paraphernalia such as her schedule and dorm assignments. Her green eyes roamed the entrance area in front of her and searched for someone to help her find the front office.

Einarr had been passing though the courtyard when he saw an unfamiliar face. He began to walk over to her, but she had closed her eyes; it seemed like the didn't want to be bothered. He began to walk a little ways more before turning back and looking at her. She seemed lost, almost and he knew she was definitely new. He began to approach her, his backpack on his left arm, swaying; as did his entire body when he walked. He made his way across the bustling courtyard, full of life. As he approached he was assailed with the smell of the crisp, clean air; the sight of all of the magnificently beautiful flowers all around; the warm, moist air. His large figure stood before the new student, and he said, in his thick Russian, almost, accent "My name is Einarr," he extended his hand in a greeting before asking "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Stella had been startled at first by the appearance of the tall student. She jumped back a little but quickly recovered, hoping he didn't notice the deer-in-the-headlights look that fell upon her face for a fraction of a moment. Smiling kindly, she took his hand in hers and shook it, introducing herself.

"I'm Stella. Could you help me find the front office? I'm new and have absolutely no idea where anything is," She chuckled.

This student, Einarr, seemed quite nice. His posture and features were very self-assured. Stella wondered how long he had been going to Beata. Everything about his body language suggested a quiet confidence that indicated he knows the school well, which is good news for Stella, she'll need all the help she can get figuring out this school.